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Each morning through the same Glass I see the city street The same routine…almost Except for collateral minutes Lost at traffic lights And the morning changes… People take a second Breath But still stare ahead The beat, the pace… Only … Continue reading →

I would like to stay awhile And look outside Through the cafe glass See the world turn…so slow It’s hard to believe it spins But its people who move And turn Who change yet stay the same Spin reality into … Continue reading →

In an April sky Memory resides… Clouds of renegade Gray Remind me of a time A city after the blitz A city pulled asunder Streets still in bits Of bread laced with Dripping When less than a shilling Got you … Continue reading →

Silent feet At the end of Dawson Street Muted by wind Stop or go… Colour dictates Red or Green Young or old… Age dictates Fast or slow Smiles or frowns… Mood dictates A view A fragment A thousand stories Walk … Continue reading →

the air is more than warm warmer as the afternoon grows long city traffic is punishing the street the roars mechanical beasts the blowing of horns the sound of brakes squealling like pigs a thousand pairs of feet pounding the … Continue reading →